Aeriform: the lament of long distance love by AusPoet
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I stretch my fingers out through the mist,
Reaching for the blur of colour
That I conceive could be you,
And instead, sand trickles across my palm.
It tickles slightly, then disappears.
The mist congeals to a blinding fog;
The colour of you melts away, vaporised.
I wonder whether you are of things aeriform;
an idea, an impalpable dream?
Perhaps an imaginative invention,
a personal machination necessarily designed to save my soul?
I miss you endlessly,
yet I have hardly held you;
I know so few of the lines of your face.
I love you utterly,
yet you remain perpetually out of reach;
Endlessly inaccessible.
And I am left in this disputable reality, listless, resigned,
isolated in my sorrow.
This grief-stricken place, it's hard to remain here.
Comments (6)
dhanco
Beautiful, sad and so true to life. Wonderful words that are written so well. Thank you for sharing them.
meico
This is a truly heart-wrenching piece of poetry, and I can [un]easily empathise with your experience: AWAYDAYS Considering you my heart is a pebble skimmed over water. Reaching for you my hand is a traveller lost in the miles Thinking of you I count absent days and then [O then] the days to our meeting I am certain that this is the most powerful piece of your poetry which I've read ... and none of your previous work could be considered lightweight. Wonderful, my good friend. Mike
MaBouje
tesseract keeps us gleaning viewing inside out constant on-goingchange from one corner to the other away always away inside out tesseract bound to continue infinite continous always away revel in the... well no use cubewithinacube destined to stay just that way... _____ *in the fourth, we all remain - nice read
beachzz
Beautifully written
~auntietk
. . . . . speechless . . . . . "Beautifully done" does not begin to cover it.
LovelyPoetess
Bravo! Very well written. : )